In which there very nearly was a happy reunion!

Yesterday I checked my voice mail. I hadn’t checked it since before I’d left because I knew most of it was junk.

There were nine messages, most of them offers for abandoned appointments with my hygenist, one was a call to remind me to pay my surgeon (because apparently I spaced sending him any money this month), and a couple of “call me” messages from RB.

But one was from Slick. (Slick was my best friend in college and I haven’t seen him since 1999 and I luff heem because he’s awesome.)

While walking Bindu around the block this morning, I called him. Guess where he is? HE’S IN DC. If I’d checked my fucking VM in DC I maybe could have SEEN him. How cool would that have been?! Additionally, he informed me that Seany – another friend from the same era, and from whom I once bought a gas stove and a fridge – lives in the very town I was staying in, Silver Spring!

Anyway, Slick’s sending me pics of himself and his wife (whom I’ve never met), so plz scuse me while I go check my email! Whee!